Clothe them

Well aren't you nice. Does that mean your going to be the hero and save the two from their shackles and treat them like the proper ladies they could return to being? Or, and let's face it this is more likely, do you just like dressing up your pets in something sexy?

Either way it makes no difference to the **** trader who you see breaths a sigh of relief at your decision. “Why don't we discuss the details over some good ale I have in reserve? I don't know about you but I could use a drink hehe.” The **** trader snaps his fingers and points at the twins. Out of the corner of the rooms you see two men walk towards the cage.

One is tall yet incredibly skinny while the other is short but well built. “Bring the twins boys. Daddy's got a buy one get one special in progress.” The Skinny one brandishes a small steel club, running it along the bars as he walks. All the Dark Elves seem to shrink back in fear as he walks by.

Same with the shorter one, though he doesn't need to make noise for them to shrink back in fear. “This may take a second. These dumb animals always resist when we gotta pull merchandise from the cage. Please come this way.”

The two of you walk back to the front were the **** traders own **** awaits by the door obediently. “Zena we are going to need the good stuff I keep in my personal quarters.” From the back you can hear the Dark Elves struggling against the **** traders hired muscle. You warn the man that your soon to be slaves better not get damaged during the scuffle. The **** trader nervously tries to reassure you that, while they may be ruff looking, the two handlers are professionals and know better.

The two of you negotiate prices for a few minutes before Zena comes back with two medium sized glasses and one large bottle of premium ale. As she pours the ale the **** trader lightly pats her on the butt. “Now that the base price is settle let's talk accessories. While most people are fine with letting their slaves go around like the animals they are it is a good status symbol to dress them up in something a little more refined. Just take my little Zena here for example.

Fine silk, gold and jewels unfitting of a Dark Elf. And yet I let her go around topless. The reason for that friend is because it lets people know I can dress even my slaves in nice cloths I just choose to let her be half naked. Of course there are also power statements you could make. It's not uncommon for warriors to pull their slaves along with them in chains.

Gives others the impression of power. Oh! Not that you need it! Just saying is all!” A cold sweat comes onto the **** traders face.

As if on cue the door to the back opened and the handlers came out with the sisters. Their hands were held behind their back in shackles. “Two twins all ready to go there boss!” Said the tall skinny handler who was almost imminently punched in his side by the shorter one. “Ow!

What was that fer?” “One pair of twins is called a set dummy. Two twins are two separate sets of twins. Can't ya count?” The skinny handler was visibly angry and pointed his club and the shorter one.

“Why I'll teach you how ta count ya little-!” The handlers argument was halted by a snap of the **** traders fingers. “Forgive them warrior they are idiots but they are still my sons. And heaven only knows you can't teach children anything.” The two seemed to shrink a bit at being called idiots by their father.

Meanwhile the twins were in a similar state as they tried their best to keep their bodies hunched over, trying in vein to keep what little dignity they had left. You inform the slaver that you wish to cloth the two. Something that gains the twins attention and even elicits a small smile from the one being pulled behind her sister. “A fine choice good warrior, a fine choice indeed! Now please follow me to this room over here.

You'll find I keep the finest selection for all tastes. Boys bring the slaves.” The slaver leads you towards a wooden door decorated with fancy designs and jewels embedded in it. Once open you see a myriad of clothing choices. You see fine and beautiful dresses that would befit a noble.

As well as tight and skimpy leather outfits that looked like it came strait from the **** chamber. There was also plenty of accessories for all the outfits along the walls. Whips,leashes, gold rings with jewels in them. “Go ahead good sir, shop until you drop! We'll negotiate the price based on what you pick out.

And since your clearly such a respectable client I'll have the cloths you pick out as buy one get one free. Accessories will be separate I am afraid.” You node your head at the man before going to pick out the cloths for your new slaves. You look back and notice the two are in aw at all the fine cloths around them. You can only imagine the hope they must feel, thinking you will pick out something nice for them to wear that won't leave them exposed and embarrassed as you show them off after you leave.

You can see that a fancy violet dress has caught the eye of the twin in the back. Meanwhile her sister in the front is looking at all the skimpy outfits, disdain clear in her eyes. She seems to be looking at one in particular. It was a white micro bikini that would hide next to nothing. The set came with a matching choker, thigh high stockings that left the heel of the foot and toes free, and shoulder length gloves with the fingers cut out.

Of course there are other options for your sick delight. Loincloths both long and short. Some set up with belly dancer outfits while others were by themselves. Bodysuits that had zippers for easy access to their fun parts, or that even had them missing all together. And strangely enough jugs of paint. We can only guess how long that would stay on or even fool anybody.

So what will it be bud? How do you want your bootyful slaves to dress? Sexy? Skimpy? Or somewhere in between?